[h=1]I SAW A FILIPINO LADY EXCITED TO GET A $2480 JOB IN SINGAPORE[/h]
Post date:
11 Sep 2014 - 3:53pm
I was on the bus on the way to work one evening for my night duty. the bus came from changi airport en route to bishan interchange and was pretty crowded. i had to stand for quite a distance. i was in a position where i was looking over the shoulders of 2 Filipino women in their early thirties.
They were yakking quite excitedly and their conversation quickened in speed as one of them took out her folder, and began to read what appeared to be an employment contract. i could not ignore looking at it as they were yakking louder and louder in excitement, i presume about the contents of the employment contract.
i had a quick glanced at the letter she was holding up as it was just a few feet away from me. in it, i noticed that the letterhead read “THE ****** – Duty Free” (Ed: name of company masked out for privacy reason) and that the monthly salary offered was S$2480 (Ed: she will likely be hired on S-Pass) and work hours was 44 hours per week.
i immediately felt sick to my stomach.
i knew why this “talent” had that job.
i knew why she is going to take home 2480 Singapore dollars every month.
i knew why she is going to have a better life here in my country.
i knew why a Singaporean somewhere was denied this job.
i knew i was helpless in doing anything about it – for now.
i knew i could not stop it – for now.
i knew what had to be done when i walk into that voting booth.
i knew who was to be blamed for this.
i knew i had to put an end this dominance over us.
i knew this madness had to stop and i had had to take back my country.
That Filipino woman’s mission was accomplished. my mission as a Singaporean had just begun…
Phoenix
Post date:
11 Sep 2014 - 3:53pm
I was on the bus on the way to work one evening for my night duty. the bus came from changi airport en route to bishan interchange and was pretty crowded. i had to stand for quite a distance. i was in a position where i was looking over the shoulders of 2 Filipino women in their early thirties.
They were yakking quite excitedly and their conversation quickened in speed as one of them took out her folder, and began to read what appeared to be an employment contract. i could not ignore looking at it as they were yakking louder and louder in excitement, i presume about the contents of the employment contract.
i had a quick glanced at the letter she was holding up as it was just a few feet away from me. in it, i noticed that the letterhead read “THE ****** – Duty Free” (Ed: name of company masked out for privacy reason) and that the monthly salary offered was S$2480 (Ed: she will likely be hired on S-Pass) and work hours was 44 hours per week.
i immediately felt sick to my stomach.
i knew why this “talent” had that job.
i knew why she is going to take home 2480 Singapore dollars every month.
i knew why she is going to have a better life here in my country.
i knew why a Singaporean somewhere was denied this job.
i knew i was helpless in doing anything about it – for now.
i knew i could not stop it – for now.
i knew what had to be done when i walk into that voting booth.
i knew who was to be blamed for this.
i knew i had to put an end this dominance over us.
i knew this madness had to stop and i had had to take back my country.
That Filipino woman’s mission was accomplished. my mission as a Singaporean had just begun…
Phoenix
